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Last Tango…
It’s not tango music but the steps are there. And this is probably my last post on the subject for a little while. I’m hoping to find a milonga or two on my upcoming trips to The Big Easy and Tokyo.
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Lost in the desert…
I have been exiled in a nondating desert for the past several months now. Ever since my return from Italy, when I started writing a book and now my blog, it’s as if the love gods have decided do away with all distractions and keep me focussed. I haven’t gone this long without at least some…
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Busy Dancing Tango…
Dancing for me has been a real lifesaver lately. It’s always been the perfect prescription for a broken heart. Last year, Salsa could have saved me from feeling sorry for myself and embarking on a long-term relationship with Ben and Jerry. But it didn’t; it wasn’t enough to get me through my most recent relationship derailment. Salsa is such…
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Milonga! El Besos
The Tango Sharks were out in full force and let me tell you this is one time you won’t mind being bitten.
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Milonga! Lo de Celia Tango Club
Last night I stepped on some of the finest toes in Argentina! This is Cliver Gomez who can make even this beginner look great. Special thanks to Jantango who introduced me to Cliver and all of the milongueros at Lo de Celia. It was an amazing experience. Thank you Janis!!! *photo by jantango
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It’s All About the Shoes…
My first stop on my trip was to the Tango shoe store, Comme Il Faut (loosely translated, it means as is necessary) to purchase a pair of dancing shoes. And we all know how necessary shoes are to women. And if sexy shoes are necessary to women in general, the right Tango shoes are essential to…
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Arrived…
It’s funny how it’s the simple things these days that give me the most pleasure. That’s not to say that I won’t appreciate the week I will be spending in BsAs. It will be my own personal version of Eat, Dance, Sleep. The intensive Tango tour that I booked last month via the Internet promised…
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Maple Leaf Lounge – Montreal
I have a half an hour wait before they call the flight to DC with a later onward connection to BsAs. I am traveling without my laptop and I must admit I feel a bit naked and a little anxious. I keep reaching for a computer bag that isn’t there. The IT guys didn’t get…
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My Last Date…
You know, for a Cafe Girl who’s used to more than her fair share of on-line interest, and friends and family fix-ups, it has been a very dry season. Nothing, niente, nada! Not even coffee in months. I sometimes think that the Gods must have other plans because I am now elbow deep in re-writing my…
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